Category Archives: Poetry

essentially zoologists report to an astrobio-guy, perhaps in an over slight understatement, nota roll call, deneb, alioth

one nickel rolls into a gutter, no-1 beats a drummer or a crook if he’s broke, but knick has a knack & the manual factors in satisfactory

day in, day out quality control assures us number correct, read right embed, no sweat — just a few slow boat 2

I wonder, what does he leave at the hoarder’s, &, if they’ve forty cats, is he clawed

smallest of rapid rail long legs in wetlands, feral as cat tails, spatterware campfires, the embers of October, & jackfish moodily blue in a bay moon